The New Alpha Stole My Heart

This new alpha was really one-of-a-kind. Outside the arrogance he displayed to me earlier at the back of the pack house, I admit that he truly accomplished great things at his age. Alpha Casimir and the rest of his warriors were not that easy to defeat. To defeat him and his leaders is one thing. But merging his old pack with Grey Moon to create a bigger pack was really unexpected. Because normally, the people of the defeated pack would end up being slaves or worst, killed together with their leaders. Grey Moon was lucky to have not fallen into that situation.

No doubt, Alpha Hunter was at the peak of his prime. I wonder where his mate was.

“It is true that you cannot get the best of everything. If only he had a mate, then he would have been a perfect alpha in my eyes.”

My thoughts were interrupted when my ears caught that sound from the side. It was a pair of older-looking women whom I believe were part of the original Silver Arrow Pack.

So he was still unmated? Did he not yet find his mate?

“I’m right there at you. It’s just sad that he had to pay for his father's crimes. I couldn’t imagine you losing the ability to smell your mate, knowing that it was the only thing that could confirm whenever he or she was near. Poor alpha! That evil witch was truly powerful to do that to him.”

Ah, so he was cursed. He was cursed to lose the ability to sense his mate.

While I still didn’t like him for what he had shown me earlier, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. I couldn’t imagine having all of the fame and success in life but still being alone at the end of the day. While I wasn’t too obsessed with finding my mate, I was one of those werewolves who dreamed of being with him. And to live in the reality of never having to meet your mate was really gut-wrenching.

“To begin this feast, let’s race our glasses for a toast as we await the full moon to show and wait for the blessing of the moon goddess. Cheers, everybody!”

From the side, the new beta, Beta Spike, clinked his wine glass with a spoon, signaling everyone to begin drinking.

I looked to the side and caught a glass with strangers behind me and joined others for a drink.

‘This is going to be a long night. So, yeah, cheers to ourselves!'

After we all did that, everyone got back to their own businesses but mainly talked about Alpha Hunter. The latter went to a long table with wolves in high positions. I thought he was going to introduce a Luna before, but no one showed up.

After some time, everyone noticed that the full moon was slowly showing. To complete this celebration and offer respect to the Moon Goddess, Hunter had to do a dance ritual with one of the she-wolves from the pack.

Below the stage, everyone started to gather at the center, and the eerie yet magical music of a piano echoed. Hunter stood in the middle and roamed his eyes around his subjects. I purposely didn’t bother to look at what he was exactly doing.

Hunter needed a partner. He needed one because he hadn’t a Luna yet. Every she-wolves were expectant. However, Maggie and I were different. We were uninterested in this. We didn’t need attention. We blended well in our crowd, but I stood frozen when Hunter said something.

I felt a strong kick on my chest when I felt his gaze on me, although a lot of our pack members were covering me from him. I knew he was looking at me.

“You, the lady in the long red gown….”

‘The fuck! I was wearing a red gown, but I couldn’t be too sure. I won’t look in his direction.’

But I could start to feel some stares at me and the other she-wolves wearing the same color of the gown in my direction.

“The one with the messy bun and wearing a glittering red gown.”

‘Shit! He’s really specifically asking for me, isn’t he?’ I grimaced and panicked. I felt like running away but my feet were glued to the ground.

I didn’t want to perform this ritual with Alpha Hunter. The Moon Goddess might even not bless us because I didn’t like this alpha. He had to choose another she-wolf.

I bit my lip. Hunter surely knew how to get on my nerves and make my heart race with worry.

“Aria, the new alpha was calling you. What are you doing?”

It was Uncle Stan. He looked worried and I couldn’t blame him. Everybody was looking in our direction now.

I heaved a deep sigh. I wouldn’t get out of this trouble now.

I slowly walked towards him while others quickly made way for me. I caught some envious and shocked stares while all the male population's attention was on me.

This was too much for trying to be lowkey.

Hunter flashed a wicked smirk before turning his expression to his usual poker face before he took steps toward me. He laid his hand like a gentleman, and I nervously reached out for it.

With the sound of the new music for the ritual, I closed my eyes and bowed with him for respect as we stood at the center. When I opened my orbs, I intently stared at him. I shook off all the worries and inhibitions in my body. This was just a dance. Since he troubled himself for asking me to this. I could at least get back at him through this, couldn’t I?

I wickedly smiled with the idea and saw his eyes flash with amusement watching my expression.

“Thank you for asking me to do this, Alpha.” I sardonically emphasized the word alpha, which turned his eyes into a gold glint.

He placed his hands on my waist while my hands were on his broad shoulders. I didn’t leave his eyes, and neither was he. Our attention was only on each other, forgetting all the prying eyes fixated on us.

“I can’t find other interesting she-wolves around here, kitten. However, I still haven’t forgiven you for disobeying me,” Hunter lamented. We gracefully danced through the beat of the rhythmic music.

When the music changed, it was my turn to slowly get back to him. He was supposed to stand idle as I danced in a painfully slow manner. I purposely slowly caressed his skin as I walked around him. Then I moved towards him and pressed my delicate body towards him and whispered, “Oh, is that so? Can’t this understanding alpha forget what this bad kitten did earlier?”

Hunter’s eyes darkened. He gritted his teeth as his sharp and hot gaze landed on me. His gaze landed on the tiny space between us, especially on my exposed smooth cleavage.

The side of my lips raised. This man undoubtedly was enjoying this. When the music changed, I stepped away from him and flawlessly danced again, gently doing hand movements. I held the fabric of my gown and carried the side of it, exposing my legs, and threw it gracefully to the other side.

His eyes never left me as I attentively seduced him. After a long minute, I was almost done with the she-wolf part of the ritual and softly clap and stand in place. I looked at him with flirtations and mockery, challenging him. It was now his turn to dance.

Hunter also circled around me with his deep and hot stare fixated on me. He took a step forward and closed our distance, making my heartbeats go wild while his hands were busy worshipping me like I was Moon Goddess. He caressed my skin, and I felt my skin burnt with his touch. I clenched my fist as I muffled my gasps.

Our positions were changed. The temptress was caught like a rabbit under the big wolf's grasp.

“That’s quite a show, kitten. I admit, I enjoyed it,” Hunter said huskily.

‘Moon Goddess, why did you put me in this position?! I’m sorry, but I really can’t respect this man!’ I whispered to myself.

I was about to speak my mind when I felt his hot breath approaching my lips. ‘What he’s planning to do? This is not part of the ritual.’

I shivered with anticipation and breathed nervously. Before Hunter could close our distance, he stopped. He licked his lips with a dark desire apparent in his eyes and held my hands to put them again on his shoulders.

My face turned like a ripped tomato with embarrassment. I expected a damned kiss.

I avoided his gaze, and we did some final waltz again to finish the ritual. After we did that, everyone slowly formed pairs and danced. I didn’t stay to his side and swatted his hands away without others noticing it.

Hunter smirked and gave me a warning glare before I quickly strode to our table.

I tried to look for the rest of my family for support and explained that humiliation, but they were busy dancing in the crowd. Even Maggie was paired with a young boy.

What a night!